We're a Beautiful Disaster

Such a sweet talker..

Jan.30....Saturday.... 2:32....pm........

I'm siting on the couch just looking at my computer screen bored to death and i have nothing really to do, nothing i really want to do, and Drew is up stairs taking a shower so yeah boring... Its been a week since we got back and John is still not talking to me. 

Or texting. 

Or anything. 

I really hope we can get over this and we can all be a big happy family, i sound sorta crazy and like a dreamer even to myself but hey a girl can dream! there was no law saying that i couldnt dream but it means im probably just going to get my heart broke and dreams crushed... 

But whatever, lets not think about that, things with Drew have been really good so far no fights other than I'm not cleaning up you and stuff, but that don't really count, we fight like that anyways even if we werent married we would.

But i must say i do like being married but it isnt to much diferent other than well the kissing and uh...stuff.... but i love him and i love being with him all the time and im glad we're together now however it happened i do think that was for the best. 

And about this time, like thinking of him could make him come running, Drew walks in and sits next to me wraping his arm around my shoulder on the back of the couch, and looking down at my lap top,   

"Whatcha doing?" he asked  

"Stalking Emily on facebook." i say smiling wickedly it was something random we do i get bored and i go stalk her it was pretty fun, okay wait does that mean im a stalker though because im really not, it dont count if you stalk friends! 

He reachs over and closes my laptop and i look up at him and glare, i hate when he does stuff like that just walks in and takes over! he seems to so that a lot.

"Hey i was playing with that." i say like a big baby that got its toy took away, but it was mine and why shouldnt i play on it without him taking it away for once?  

"Well now you're playing with me." he says putting it on the table and snuggling his head in my neck and kissing me a few times,

"What if i don't wanna?" i say trying to hold in my moans and sighs because then he wouldnt stop for sure,

"Well sweetie as you may have noticed i wasn't asking." he states  

"You going to make me?" i ask a bit shocked im really not sure if he would ever try to make me do things with him because really i always wanted to now but i was messing with him right now.

"No, of course not, but you're my wife its not making you its just, uh strongly sugesting you do." he says nodding

"Well i strongly say try and i kill you." i say glaring at him i will give the world to the ones i love but if you try and take it from me i'll kick you flat on your butt! but he just laughs at me, knowing im playing and i know he wouldnt really . 

"But, but......i love you." he says giving me a puppy dog look and i just roll my eyes at him, did he think that was the answer to everything i said no to? well if he did it long enough it probably would work, again im a sucker for him and his sad puppy eyes.  

"You're such a sweet talker.'' i say laughing  

"Yup, you know it!" he says looking all proud of him self and again i roll me eyes at my psycho husband, i just loved calling him that haha,

I reach over and run my fingers through his hair, its got kinda thich and i know he hasnt got it cut in a long time now, his hair now goes almost to the bottem of his ear which he tucks it behind and i think its so cute when he does that,